Disclaimer: Opposed to popular belief ( yeah right ) Digimon does not belong to me. The only things I own are the characters. That's right, kiddies. No real characters from 1, 2, ooorrr 3 are here. Muwahahaha.

Author's note: Please r/r. Flame if you like. But it's already hot enough down in Florida, so spare me. All these characters are original. The Digi Kids also do not have digimon. You'll find out why if you just read. Thanks. Enjoy!


D i g i m o n 04
Prologue


Tokyo, Japan was at it's usual hustle and bustle on one very ordinary Friday morning. People filled the sidewalks, cars zoomed along the roads. Nothing unusual. Well, nothing one could see, at least.
"I don't believe this to be a wise idea, Master," said a low, raspy voice. The owner of the voice stood in a pitch-black room. The only light was coming from what seemed to be a small bubble infront of him. Looking through it, one could see the busy Tokyo street.
"I never asked your opinion, Ossamon," said a shrewd voice. "If we can find the Cross-Digis, that's all that matters. They are the key to our problem. If we get them, you know what we will be capable of."
Ossamon nodded and walked closer to the bubble. It was seen that he was just a skeleton. No skin, no muscle, just bone. A ragged black cloak was drapped about his shoulders. "Shall I disperse the Triggers now then, Master Malusmon?"
Master nodded to Ossamon. His red pits of eyes gleaming. His claw-like hands held a small, metal box. He handed it to Ossamon.
Ossamon carfully opened the box, reviling ten small, bluish-purple orbs. He picked them up into his bone hand and threw them into the bubble. "It is done, Master," he said, wearily.

Back down in Tokyo, four children were about to start the strangest and most terrifying day of their lives...